Flower Master in the City

Chapter 905

As a matter of fact, lengbingbing has learned how to cook, but it’s obvious that she mostly only learned its shape but not its spirit. No, these dishes she made look very good. They seem delicious, but when they are really eaten, the taste is a little bit wrong.

"How does it taste?" Seeing how many mouths have come out in summer, he asked coldly.

"Very good." Summer seriously replied, and then began to gobble up.

Can’t help but muttering that her cooking skills have improved so much?

She took a piece of lean meat and put it into her mouth. Leng Bingbing was going to try her cooking skill, but after such a try, she found that there was a big problem. This is not meat. It can’t be chewed at all!

Cold ice tried several other dishes, and found that it was a little better than this dish of fried meat, but it was just a little better. Finally, I took a sip of soup, OK, it seems that I forgot to put salt.

"Come on, stop eating. Let’s go out and eat." Coldly put down the chopsticks, said to summer, I can’t help sighing. She really can’t be a good wife, and even can’t cook well!

"Sister Jinghua, I said I would finish." In summer, he continues to eat there. Although the taste is not very good, and the meal made by his blonde wife is far from the same. But the first meal made by sister Jinghua, he must have it. In fact, he is not very selective. He certainly likes the delicious meal, but the taste is not so good. He can also eat it.

Seeing that the summer is not gentle at all, there is a sense of speechless in lengbing’s heart. The first time I met her, she was treated as a rogue man. Although he often made her angry, he has always been very good to her. Maybe, he never intentionally made her angry. He always tries to make her happy, just like now.

Leng Bingbing was so fascinated to watch her devour the food on the table in summer, but she basically didn’t eat it at all.

"Sister Jinghua, what do you want? I’ll buy it for you." In summer, my stomach is full, but I haven’t eaten cold ice yet, so I decided to buy dinner for cold ice in summer.

"No, I’m not hungry." I’ll have an apple later

Cold ice straight up, began to clean up dishes and chopsticks: "you first watch TV, I washed the bowl to accompany you."

So, in the summer, I began to watch cartoons again. After watching an episode of cat and mouse, I came out of the kitchen, came to the living room, and sat down on the sofa next to him. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novelenglish.net . Fɪre

It seems that watching cartoons in summer is very interesting. I can’t laugh and cry when I’m cold. Sometimes this person is really like a child!

"Hey, don’t be so silly, and don’t really eat anything that’s bad." The cold voice is quite gentle.

"Sister Jinghua, I’m very smart." Summer turned to look at the cold ice, "I just ate so many delicious dishes, you should now reward me with something delicious?"

"What would you like to eat?" Asked coldly.

Summer blinked: "sister Jinghua, do I want to eat anything?"

"That’s what I can buy." Coldly replied that if this guy really had something to eat, she would really like to buy it.

"Sister Jinghua, you can’t buy this kind of thing, but you have it here." Summer solemnly said.

"What did you say?" Leng Bingbing suddenly looks at summer with suspicious eyes. This guy is not playing hooligan to want to eat her again, right?

"Sister Jinghua, I want to eat grapes." Summer said with a smile.

"Grapes?" Cold ice a little wonder, "that line, I’ll buy it."

Leng Bingbing said that he was ready to get up, but he was muttering at the same time, how could grapes not be bought?

But in summer, he put his hand around the cold ice and didn’t let her stand up. Then he stared at the abnormal protruding part of her chest: "sister Jinghua, I want to eat your grapes."

Seeing the burning eyes in summer, and then looking at the focus of his eyes, Leng Bingbing suddenly understood that his pretty face turned red. This damned hooligan was still making that idea, no wonder he couldn’t buy it!

"Sister Jinghua, I miss the taste of grapes on you very much." Summer at this time murmured a sentence, in his impression, he had tasted the best grape of sister Jinghua a long time ago, since then, he never tasted it again.

"That’s what you want?" Leng Bingbing can’t help complaining in a low voice, but he has a little sympathy in his heart. It’s really hard for him. This lecherous hooligan has endured for several months in front of her.

Before she could answer in the summer, she said softly, "wait, I’ll take a bath first."

Breaking away from the embrace of summer, he stood up coldly and went upstairs, took his clothes and went into the bathroom. In summer, he began to sit on the sofa again, but now he no longer watched cartoons. He turned off the TV directly and began to wait for the delicious grape meal wholeheartedly.

Half an hour’s waiting seems a little long for summer. It’s so long that he tried to break into the bathroom several times and snatch sister Jinghua out. But at last he held back, and lengbingbing finally came out of it.

Leng Bingbing wears a nightgown, her hair is wet, and she drapes it on her shoulders at will. I don’t know if it’s the reason why she just got soaked in hot water or what’s about to happen that makes her a little shy. At the moment, her originally cold and white face is full of blushes.

Just out of the bathroom, Leng Bing seemed to stand at the door for a short second, and then she walked directly towards the summer.

"Sister Jinghua, have you finished your bath?" Summer with hot eyes looking at cold ice.

"Well." She nodded coldly. She went to the front of summer and knelt down on the sofa. She raised her hand slightly and put it on the dressing belt of her nightgown. "Promise me one thing."

"Sister Jinghua, what’s up?" Summer eyes are more eager, the feast is in front of him, he can’t wait to enjoy.

"Don’t call me sister Jinghua. In the future, you can call me Bingbing." She is not his sister, she is his woman.

"OK, Bingbing wife." Summer a promise.

"Don’t add a wife, just call Bingbing." Leng Bingbing seriously corrected: "I may not always be a policeman, so I may not always be your sister, but as long as you are always good to me, I will always be your ice."

"Well, ice." Although summer is not used to this term, she obeyed her wishes and finally promised: "I will always be nice to you."

She nodded coldly, then pulled away her dress belt with a little effort. The Nightgown separated naturally. She looked at summer with tender eyes and said low, "here you are, the grapes you want to eat."